felt like drawing Dick in his teen #rebel girl phase. I'm pushing my "Dick was not the easiest or favorite child" agenda. It was clearly Jason, the kid was just thrilled to be there
Halloween, fun right? Trying to hit the best houses before they run out of candy, and casually dropping hints you like your best friend, who's horribly oblivious. Also, with a werewolf out for blood. Fun right?
"This is honestly why I believe you may be the dumbest of your brothers," Y/N said as they lifted themselves from the floor.
Tim, their friend standing at the whiteboard with a red Lazer pen in his left hand and on the right, a red Expo marker. All the while supporting an unamused face.
"Y/N this is a soundproof plan, we hit Manchesters at 6, Winchester at 6:15, followed by the Fellows at 6:20, we would hit the top three houses of Gotham," Tim stressed as he turned back on his red Lazer pointer, pointing to all the houses on the map taped to the whiteboard.
Y/N was still unimpressed. Tim and them have been doing trick or treating together since they were ten. They knew the ins-and-outs of Halloween. They were basically pros at the sport. That is if it was a sport.
Y/N shrugged their shoulders, "I don't know Timmy. Aren't we getting too old for this?" They asked as they sat up straight leaning against the side of Tim's bed.
Tim gasped as he turned around sharply, "Old!? But this is a sacred tradition"
"Yeah, I know but..." Y/N got up from their seat and walked up to Tim. They put their arms around Tim's shoulders and slowly leaned forward, their voice lowering to a whisper. "We could stay home, just us...alone." They bit their lip, trying to be as seductive as possible.
Tim looked down at them with confusion, unbothered by Y/N's advances. "Why? So we could watch movies together?"
Y/N's eye twitched. They have been used to this by now, surely. They always do some sort of advance towards Tim or flat out saying "I love you" and Tim would smile or not pay any mind to their advances and write it off as close friends.
Y/N sighed and brought themselves closer to Tim, "Yes, enjoy ourselves all alone, without your brothe-"
"TIM I GOT LOCKED OUT OF THE BAT CAVE AGAIN!" Dick screamed at the top of his lungs as he suddenly burst into the room.
Dick stopped in the doorway as he looked at us, he then coyly smiled at us.
"Ooo, what's going on here?" He asked in a suggestive manner.
Tim suddenly perked up.
Is he suddenly getting embarrassed? Is he starting to get the point of my advances? Y/N got excited as they turned back to Tim, hoping that he finally gets their feelings-
Tim's face says otherwise.
"I'm so glad you're here!" Tim said paying no mind to Y/N as he unwraps Y/N's arms from him and he walks back to the board.
Of course, it's about that stupid board. They groaned internally.
Don't get them wrong, they love Tim and everything he does. They love how smart he is, caring, compassionate, how cute he is when he's excited. But, Tim is going to be the death of them. Even a five-year-old would know Y/N likes Tim, all of his brothers know, even Titus!!
Y/N is getting at their wit's end with Tim.
Dick gives a glance to Y/N, even he feels the tension from the doorway. He wanted them to be together, he sees how happy Y/N makes Tim, and how happy Tim makes Y/N, they would be perfect together. But leave it up to Tim to screw it up, the smartest man in the house. 192 IQ or not, he is dumb as rocks when it comes to feelings.
"Wow Timbers that cool, what time are you two planning on coming back to the manor?" Dick asked as he leaned against the frame of the door.
"Uh well, at the moment everything is still in the air," Tim said earnestly as he spared a glance to Y/N.
"What do you mean?" Dick asked as he was starting to put two to two together.
"Well, I was saying that we are getting too old for this game, and should retire for the little kids, so they are able to make their marks as Howlereeners," Y/N said as they addressed both brothers.
Howlereeners was a term Tim and they made up when they were 12. After they both got all their candy from all the big houses, they would howl as a victory. Getting the howl- in Halloween.
Dick nodded in understanding, " Then what were you guys going to do instead?"
"Watch movies, spend time together" they suggested.
"Well whatever you guys do, it will be together, so no downsides really." Dick pointed out.
"Yeah, you're right," Y/N said as their mind wandered. Maybe they should go with Tim, and put their emotions on hold, again. As much as it pained them to keep hiding their feelings, they knew Tim was the most important person in the world. How could they ruin one of Tim's favorite nights for their own selfish reasons?
"Okay, well Tim, could you help me with the cave?" Dick said getting back on track to his point of being there at all.
"Ugh, yes. Come on." Tim grumbled as he left the room followed by Dick who gave Y/N a thumbs up and a wink. Suddenly giving a sinking feeling to them.
That's never a good sign with Dick when he tried to intervene in people's love lives.
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"Thanks, Y/N, I know you didn't really want to be here," Tim said guiltily as he shuffled next to them on the sidewalk.
Y/N suddenly has a sick feeling, they really didn't mean for Tim to feel bad, they really didn't. They just wanted more intimate time together, they wanted to be selfish.
With Tim being Red Robin have having to share him with the city, Y/N wanted to be selfish for once and just have him for a night but ended up hurting his feelings.
Y/N brought their hand to Tim's and intertwined their fingers together. "Tim I do want to be here." They said as they lightly squeezed his hand. "I want to be with you Tim, I don't care where we are, or what we are doing, I want to be with you." They said earnestly with a smile, one that always made Tim lose his cool.
Their words made Tim's heart beat fast and suddenly he felt his hands become sweaty. No, he can't go there. He can't see Y/N as someone other than a friend.
Tim knew he was a goner with Y/N, they always made him want to throw his #1 rule out and kiss Y/N until he couldn't breathe. He wanted to love Y/N until the end of his days. But he couldn't. He wouldn't.
If something happened to him as Red Robin and left Y/N alone, he would never ever forgive himself. He can't go there. And he won't.
Even if it kills him, every single day, every single hour, minute, second not be with Y/N, he couldn't make that jump. No, he needs Y/N safe, away from his double life. Safe from every nightmare that plagues him. Safe.
Tim squeezed Y/N's hand back, understanding every word, and every deeper meaning within those words.
Yes, Tim is not oblivious as everyone thought. He knew exactly everything Y/N meant, through words, whispers, touches, he knew. But, he couldn't go there. He had to stop his mind from going further, further into think of retuning those longing words back, those longing touches back. He couldn't.
They walk in silence enjoying each other presence, Y/N's cape waving with the wind. Their costume was a crappy Red Robin replica costume and Tim wearing a superboy costume, the leather looking good on him (which Y/N already complimented him on).
As they round to their first house, memories of them being ten flashbacks to them, each happy they met.
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"The Trevles were rip this year!" Tim said as he pilfered through his bag of candy. The Trevles usually have out good candy, like whole packs of gum or two King size candy bars, but this year they gave out apples.
Who in their right mind, would give out apples on Halloween?
"I know, and I got the green one! Everyone knows that the red ones are the best!" Y/N said as they inspected their apple. "And it's bruised!"
"That sucks, do you want to switch?" Tim asked as they began walking again. They were getting close to where crime rates would start to go up, even though the entire city sucked in total, but at least in this side of town, the criminals stopped for at least one night a year.
"No, I would feel bad." They said as they began to put their apple back in the bag.
"No, don't wasn't going to eat it anyway," Tim said honestly as he slipped the apple into your bag while he went back to his.
You smiled to yourself.
"Hey, it's getting late, we better call it a night," Y/N said as they pulled out their phone to check the time. 11 pm.
There was no one left out on the street. The street lamps casting long eerie shadows, not that they changed from past years.
"Why? Scared I won't be able to protect you?" Tim said as he leaned into your ear in a cheeky tone.
You flushed immediately. What was Tim doing? He never would do something like that.
Tim actually knew what he was doing. He was giving you a taste of your own medicine. He was trying to make you feel as you make him feel every time you made any advance towards him.
"Uh, Tim?" They said as their voice shook.
"Hmm, Tim said as he leaned closer to their ear, Tim's nose beginning to part their hair.
Y/N's heart was beginning to race out of their chest. Their brain began to short circuit as they were trying desperately to find a logical solution to what was going on.
Oh no, was a candy spiked?
"Tim are you-"
A low threatening growl was let out behind them.
Both you and Tim stiffen at the noise. You slowly turn around as you see a person crouching on the ground. Their clothes ripped where thick, black, bloody fur poked through. The person's long claw coiling around the metal of the pole, ready to tear shreds into their victim.
They panted and growled at the two of you, their red eyes glazed over with an internal battle.
Tim's arms slowly snaked his way to your front and gently started to push you behind him. Trying to not trigger the beast as he watched you two intensely.
Your fingers gripped the back of Tim's leather jacket in fear of both your lives.
"Tim" you let out in a frightened tone, so quiet and meek you weren't entirely sure if you spoke at all.
His grip on your waist tightened, trying to show that he was here, and wasn't going anywhere.
His hand started to push you back though, he was wanting you to run.
A thing Tim oh so loved, but hated about you, was how stubborn you are. And you were going to be very stubborn right now. You were not going to leave here without Tim. You were both going to get out of this, keyword, both.
You tugged lightly on the back of his jacket, his hand stopped pushing you away, he knew what you were thinking, and he knew better than to argue with you.
The beast then brought its folded leg up and it began to rise to its full height. Its body toward over the both of you, the man's sullen face breaking into a long bruised snout. Bloody fangs cutting through the sides of his muzzle. Its tongue lulling out to taste the bitter fear in the air.
It was terrifying.
You have seen the people, monsters, and sociopaths Tim's had to face, but through a monitor. You and Barbara worked the controls back at base, but this? This was in its own category of fear.
Tim was tense in front of you, his eyes frantic trying to make sense of what to do. He knew what he would do as Red Robin, but right now? He was Tim Drake, no backup, no comms, and no utility belt.
His jaw clenched with tension, but with the tension of if his terrible, one-minute plan would work.
His hand in your waist slowly trailed down your arm to your hand, if you weren't scared out of your mind, you would be blushing, but the only thing you could think of was the beast in front of you.
You feel Tim grasp the handle of your candy bag, of course.
You left go of the bag as it swung in Tim's grasp, he leaned back and then snapped his arm forward throwing both of your bags at the beast. It jumped at them with its mouth wide open, saliva dripping in its mouth as he became lustful for blood.
Tim spared no mind to the beast as he gripped your hand as if his life depended on it and he began sprinting with you in a daze.
Fear clouding your mind and sense, the hard bearing of your heartbeat deafening.
"Don't look back!" Tim yelled as you cut through the winds of the street.
Your body was a jumbled mess as you ran.
I shouldn't be here. I should be in the cave.
Your mind tried to reason with you. You shouldn't be here in the field.
Then, your thoughts were cut off as you heard the howling.
"Run faster!" Tim said desperately to you.
I have to run faster.
Your body's limbs then started to work, your pace started to rival Tim's.
Then, you were flying midair. Intense pain ruptured your entire body as you came in contact with the damp street. The wind knocked straight out of your lungs as your mind went spiraling.
Growling was above you.
Your eyes watered as you saw the beast directly over you. Their jaw snapping shut as it growled, their ruby eyes barreling into yours.
"Y/N!" Tim screamed as he tried to attack the beast. The beast raised up and swing its giant clawed hand at him. It cut across his chest and cutting Tim's shirt to claw marks, making Tim cry out in pain.
He clutched his chest in agony and anger.
Tim was many things, but getting beat by a scary fur ball, was not one of them.
Tim's mind swam for an idea, then it hit him. Purpose ran through his veins as he grabbed his belt and unclipped it from his pants. The belt's metal clasp scraped against the ground as he held the other leather half in his hand.
He curled his arm back and snapped the belt at the beast as a whip. The metal clasp hit the beast's back. Its jaw snarled in pain as it looked at Tim. Forgetting Y/N under it.
It raised back to its full height as Y/N continued to struggle to breathe and tried to get away from the animal.
Their eyes still watered in shock and fear. Their head throbbed and their body burned. They weren't used to this type of shock, if it wasn't for Tim, they would be dead.
"Hey, furry! Look at me!" Tim yelled at the beast. He was light on his feet as the belt hung loose in his hand, ready to be used as a whip.
Tim looked calm and ready to fight, the sliced "S" on his shirt shining like a beacon of hope.
But, under his facade, he was a jumbling mess. He was terrified for you, he knew you weren't a field person, you were used to looking at threats through a monitor, and didn't have to deal with life and death.
Tim wasn't able to think as clearly as he's used to, your life playing over and over in his mind. He couldn't lose you, he just can't.
The beast lumbered over to Tim, its long limbs dragging against the black street. Its talons on its feet creating sparks.
Your breathing was slowly coming back to you, but it hurt as you tried to breathe in deeper.
You have to help Tim, but how?
Tim was Red Robin, he was a vigilante, he worked with superheroes! How can you help?
Then suddenly your mind halted. Tim was Red Robin...and you were wearing his costume.
You looked down at your costume, your cape, and an idea struck.
Tim led the beast away from you as you tried to scramble up to your feet.
You tugged at your cape off as your struggled for strength. Your body desperately needing air to function.
Y/N pushed their body forward as they tried to help Tim. As they edged closer to the beast, Tim gave them a look of "run away, I got this!"
Y/N paid no mind to their friend. They were going to help.
As they close enough to the beast, Y/N threw the cape over the beast's face. Tim then understood what they were trying to do.
He lept into action as the beast snarled. Tim then swung the belt around the beast's leg as he used his knees to slide under the beast's claws. Desperate for a catch.
Tim then secured the belt around the beast's ankles. Y/N got on their knees and both of them pulled as hard as they could to get it off balance.
"Come on!" Y/N yelled as they both pulled.
The monster let out a shriek as it fell to its side and into the nearby light post. Its head hit the post as it went limp on the ground.
Both Tim and Y/N panted as they looked at the beast. The cape mutilated around the beast's skull. Half the cape in its mouth and the other stuck behind its ears.
"Did we, did we do it?" Y/N asked panting, unsure of their eyes. They looked over at Tim only for him to tackle them in a hug.
"I was so scared for you!" Tim said as he wrapped his arms around them tighter.
He leaned back to inspect Y/N's face then he did the unthinkable.
He slammed his lips onto theirs. Y/N's mind short-circuited as Tim's body was around them, his lips still on theirs.
Is this real?
Tim leaned back to look at Y/N, worry on his face.
Tim seeming unaware of how his actions just destroyed Y/N's mind.
"I love you, I've been so stupid. I thought I was keeping you safe if you stayed away from me, but really it doesn't matter anymore. Danger will come to either of us, regardless of it we are together or not. And we are stronger as a team, I realize that now. I love you so much! I'm sorry I've been so stupid-"
Tim was cut off as you kissed Tim. He was ridged for a moment, then melted into you.
You began to lean back as your lips parted to speak, but Tim wasn't done. He deepened the kiss as his hand found its way on the back of your neck and his other arm secured behind your waist.
You forgot what you were going to say anyway as you wrapped your arms around Tim's neck. Desperate to feel him more.
"Woah, Timbers is getting some!" Someone shouted behind both of you.
You both jumped away from one another and looked back to see Nightwing, Batman, and Robin.
Both of the teens' faces flushed deep crimson.
Robin seem disgusted with his brother's actions while Batman sported a small knowing grin.
"Shut up!" Tim yelled but his voice cracked as he looked even more mortified.
Dick laughed while Robin rolled his eyes.
"What are you guys doing here?" Y/N asked trying to get the conversation away from them.
"Oh, we heard reports of that guy over there," Dick said as he pointed a thumb over to the knocked-out beast.
"Ah, glad you got here on time," Y/N said with sarcasm dripping from their tone.
"Yeah, we got here in time to see you both realizing your feelings," Dick said with an equally smug tone.
Both Tim and Y/N blushed.
Well, this was definitely a Halloween to remember, for more than one reason.
Y/N and Tim exchange a glance, followed by a secret smile.
Halloween, fun right? Trying to hit the best houses before they run out of candy, and casually dropping hints you like your best friend, who's horribly oblivious. Also, with a werewolf out for blood. Fun right?
"This is honestly why I believe you may be the dumbest of your brothers," Y/N said as they lifted themselves from the floor.
Tim, their friend standing at the whiteboard with a red Lazer pen in his left hand and on the right, a red Expo marker. All the while supporting an unamused face.
"Y/N this is a soundproof plan, we hit Manchesters at 6, Winchester at 6:15, followed by the Fellows at 6:20, we would hit the top three houses of Gotham," Tim stressed as he turned back on his red Lazer pointer, pointing to all the houses on the map taped to the whiteboard.
Y/N was still unimpressed. Tim and them have been doing trick or treating together since they were ten. They knew the ins-and-outs of Halloween. They were basically pros at the sport. That is if it was a sport.
Y/N shrugged their shoulders, "I don't know Timmy. Aren't we getting too old for this?" They asked as they sat up straight leaning against the side of Tim's bed.
Tim gasped as he turned around sharply, "Old!? But this is a sacred tradition"
"Yeah, I know but..." Y/N got up from their seat and walked up to Tim. They put their arms around Tim's shoulders and slowly leaned forward, their voice lowering to a whisper. "We could stay home, just us...alone." They bit their lip, trying to be as seductive as possible.
Tim looked down at them with confusion, unbothered by Y/N's advances. "Why? So we could watch movies together?"
Y/N's eye twitched. They have been used to this by now, surely. They always do some sort of advance towards Tim or flat out saying "I love you" and Tim would smile or not pay any mind to their advances and write it off as close friends.
Y/N sighed and brought themselves closer to Tim, "Yes, enjoy ourselves all alone, without your brothe-"
"TIM I GOT LOCKED OUT OF THE BAT CAVE AGAIN!" Dick screamed at the top of his lungs as he suddenly burst into the room.
Dick stopped in the doorway as he looked at us, he then coyly smiled at us.
"Ooo, what's going on here?" He asked in a suggestive manner.
Tim suddenly perked up.
Is he suddenly getting embarrassed? Is he starting to get the point of my advances? Y/N got excited as they turned back to Tim, hoping that he finally gets their feelings-
Tim's face says otherwise.
"I'm so glad you're here!" Tim said paying no mind to Y/N as he unwraps Y/N's arms from him and he walks back to the board.
Of course, it's about that stupid board. They groaned internally.
Don't get them wrong, they love Tim and everything he does. They love how smart he is, caring, compassionate, how cute he is when he's excited. But, Tim is going to be the death of them. Even a five-year-old would know Y/N likes Tim, all of his brothers know, even Titus!!
Y/N is getting at their wit's end with Tim.
Dick gives a glance to Y/N, even he feels the tension from the doorway. He wanted them to be together, he sees how happy Y/N makes Tim, and how happy Tim makes Y/N, they would be perfect together. But leave it up to Tim to screw it up, the smartest man in the house. 192 IQ or not, he is dumb as rocks when it comes to feelings.
"Wow Timbers that cool, what time are you two planning on coming back to the manor?" Dick asked as he leaned against the frame of the door.
"Uh well, at the moment everything is still in the air," Tim said earnestly as he spared a glance to Y/N.
"What do you mean?" Dick asked as he was starting to put two to two together.
"Well, I was saying that we are getting too old for this game, and should retire for the little kids, so they are able to make their marks as Howlereeners," Y/N said as they addressed both brothers.
Howlereeners was a term Tim and they made up when they were 12. After they both got all their candy from all the big houses, they would howl as a victory. Getting the howl- in Halloween.
Dick nodded in understanding, " Then what were you guys going to do instead?"
"Watch movies, spend time together" they suggested.
"Well whatever you guys do, it will be together, so no downsides really." Dick pointed out.
"Yeah, you're right," Y/N said as their mind wandered. Maybe they should go with Tim, and put their emotions on hold, again. As much as it pained them to keep hiding their feelings, they knew Tim was the most important person in the world. How could they ruin one of Tim's favorite nights for their own selfish reasons?
"Okay, well Tim, could you help me with the cave?" Dick said getting back on track to his point of being there at all.
"Ugh, yes. Come on." Tim grumbled as he left the room followed by Dick who gave Y/N a thumbs up and a wink. Suddenly giving a sinking feeling to them.
That's never a good sign with Dick when he tried to intervene in people's love lives.
----
"Thanks, Y/N, I know you didn't really want to be here," Tim said guiltily as he shuffled next to them on the sidewalk.
Y/N suddenly has a sick feeling, they really didn't mean for Tim to feel bad, they really didn't. They just wanted more intimate time together, they wanted to be selfish.
With Tim being Red Robin have having to share him with the city, Y/N wanted to be selfish for once and just have him for a night but ended up hurting his feelings.
Y/N brought their hand to Tim's and intertwined their fingers together. "Tim I do want to be here." They said as they lightly squeezed his hand. "I want to be with you Tim, I don't care where we are, or what we are doing, I want to be with you." They said earnestly with a smile, one that always made Tim lose his cool.
Their words made Tim's heart beat fast and suddenly he felt his hands become sweaty. No, he can't go there. He can't see Y/N as someone other than a friend.
Tim knew he was a goner with Y/N, they always made him want to throw his #1 rule out and kiss Y/N until he couldn't breathe. He wanted to love Y/N until the end of his days. But he couldn't. He wouldn't.
If something happened to him as Red Robin and left Y/N alone, he would never ever forgive himself. He can't go there. And he won't.
Even if it kills him, every single day, every single hour, minute, second not be with Y/N, he couldn't make that jump. No, he needs Y/N safe, away from his double life. Safe from every nightmare that plagues him. Safe.
Tim squeezed Y/N's hand back, understanding every word, and every deeper meaning within those words.
Yes, Tim is not oblivious as everyone thought. He knew exactly everything Y/N meant, through words, whispers, touches, he knew. But, he couldn't go there. He had to stop his mind from going further, further into think of retuning those longing words back, those longing touches back. He couldn't.
They walk in silence enjoying each other presence, Y/N's cape waving with the wind. Their costume was a crappy Red Robin replica costume and Tim wearing a superboy costume, the leather looking good on him (which Y/N already complimented him on).
As they round to their first house, memories of them being ten flashbacks to them, each happy they met.
---
"The Trevles were rip this year!" Tim said as he pilfered through his bag of candy. The Trevles usually have out good candy, like whole packs of gum or two King size candy bars, but this year they gave out apples.
Who in their right mind, would give out apples on Halloween?
"I know, and I got the green one! Everyone knows that the red ones are the best!" Y/N said as they inspected their apple. "And it's bruised!"
"That sucks, do you want to switch?" Tim asked as they began walking again. They were getting close to where crime rates would start to go up, even though the entire city sucked in total, but at least in this side of town, the criminals stopped for at least one night a year.
"No, I would feel bad." They said as they began to put their apple back in the bag.
"No, don't wasn't going to eat it anyway," Tim said honestly as he slipped the apple into your bag while he went back to his.
You smiled to yourself.
"Hey, it's getting late, we better call it a night," Y/N said as they pulled out their phone to check the time. 11 pm.
There was no one left out on the street. The street lamps casting long eerie shadows, not that they changed from past years.
"Why? Scared I won't be able to protect you?" Tim said as he leaned into your ear in a cheeky tone.
You flushed immediately. What was Tim doing? He never would do something like that.
Tim actually knew what he was doing. He was giving you a taste of your own medicine. He was trying to make you feel as you make him feel every time you made any advance towards him.
"Uh, Tim?" They said as their voice shook.
"Hmm, Tim said as he leaned closer to their ear, Tim's nose beginning to part their hair.
Y/N's heart was beginning to race out of their chest. Their brain began to short circuit as they were trying desperately to find a logical solution to what was going on.
Oh no, was a candy spiked?
"Tim are you-"
A low threatening growl was let out behind them.
Both you and Tim stiffen at the noise. You slowly turn around as you see a person crouching on the ground. Their clothes ripped where thick, black, bloody fur poked through. The person's long claw coiling around the metal of the pole, ready to tear shreds into their victim.
They panted and growled at the two of you, their red eyes glazed over with an internal battle.
Tim's arms slowly snaked his way to your front and gently started to push you behind him. Trying to not trigger the beast as he watched you two intensely.
Your fingers gripped the back of Tim's leather jacket in fear of both your lives.
"Tim" you let out in a frightened tone, so quiet and meek you weren't entirely sure if you spoke at all.
His grip on your waist tightened, trying to show that he was here, and wasn't going anywhere.
His hand started to push you back though, he was wanting you to run.
A thing Tim oh so loved, but hated about you, was how stubborn you are. And you were going to be very stubborn right now. You were not going to leave here without Tim. You were both going to get out of this, keyword, both.
You tugged lightly on the back of his jacket, his hand stopped pushing you away, he knew what you were thinking, and he knew better than to argue with you.
The beast then brought its folded leg up and it began to rise to its full height. Its body toward over the both of you, the man's sullen face breaking into a long bruised snout. Bloody fangs cutting through the sides of his muzzle. Its tongue lulling out to taste the bitter fear in the air.
It was terrifying.
You have seen the people, monsters, and sociopaths Tim's had to face, but through a monitor. You and Barbara worked the controls back at base, but this? This was in its own category of fear.
Tim was tense in front of you, his eyes frantic trying to make sense of what to do. He knew what he would do as Red Robin, but right now? He was Tim Drake, no backup, no comms, and no utility belt.
His jaw clenched with tension, but with the tension of if his terrible, one-minute plan would work.
His hand in your waist slowly trailed down your arm to your hand, if you weren't scared out of your mind, you would be blushing, but the only thing you could think of was the beast in front of you.
You feel Tim grasp the handle of your candy bag, of course.
You left go of the bag as it swung in Tim's grasp, he leaned back and then snapped his arm forward throwing both of your bags at the beast. It jumped at them with its mouth wide open, saliva dripping in its mouth as he became lustful for blood.
Tim spared no mind to the beast as he gripped your hand as if his life depended on it and he began sprinting with you in a daze.
Fear clouding your mind and sense, the hard bearing of your heartbeat deafening.
"Don't look back!" Tim yelled as you cut through the winds of the street.
Your body was a jumbled mess as you ran.
I shouldn't be here. I should be in the cave.
Your mind tried to reason with you. You shouldn't be here in the field.
Then, your thoughts were cut off as you heard the howling.
"Run faster!" Tim said desperately to you.
I have to run faster.
Your body's limbs then started to work, your pace started to rival Tim's.
Then, you were flying midair. Intense pain ruptured your entire body as you came in contact with the damp street. The wind knocked straight out of your lungs as your mind went spiraling.
Growling was above you.
Your eyes watered as you saw the beast directly over you. Their jaw snapping shut as it growled, their ruby eyes barreling into yours.
"Y/N!" Tim screamed as he tried to attack the beast. The beast raised up and swing its giant clawed hand at him. It cut across his chest and cutting Tim's shirt to claw marks, making Tim cry out in pain.
He clutched his chest in agony and anger.
Tim was many things, but getting beat by a scary fur ball, was not one of them.
Tim's mind swam for an idea, then it hit him. Purpose ran through his veins as he grabbed his belt and unclipped it from his pants. The belt's metal clasp scraped against the ground as he held the other leather half in his hand.
He curled his arm back and snapped the belt at the beast as a whip. The metal clasp hit the beast's back. Its jaw snarled in pain as it looked at Tim. Forgetting Y/N under it.
It raised back to its full height as Y/N continued to struggle to breathe and tried to get away from the animal.
Their eyes still watered in shock and fear. Their head throbbed and their body burned. They weren't used to this type of shock, if it wasn't for Tim, they would be dead.
"Hey, furry! Look at me!" Tim yelled at the beast. He was light on his feet as the belt hung loose in his hand, ready to be used as a whip.
Tim looked calm and ready to fight, the sliced "S" on his shirt shining like a beacon of hope.
But, under his facade, he was a jumbling mess. He was terrified for you, he knew you weren't a field person, you were used to looking at threats through a monitor, and didn't have to deal with life and death.
Tim wasn't able to think as clearly as he's used to, your life playing over and over in his mind. He couldn't lose you, he just can't.
The beast lumbered over to Tim, its long limbs dragging against the black street. Its talons on its feet creating sparks.
Your breathing was slowly coming back to you, but it hurt as you tried to breathe in deeper.
You have to help Tim, but how?
Tim was Red Robin, he was a vigilante, he worked with superheroes! How can you help?
Then suddenly your mind halted. Tim was Red Robin...and you were wearing his costume.
You looked down at your costume, your cape, and an idea struck.
Tim led the beast away from you as you tried to scramble up to your feet.
You tugged at your cape off as your struggled for strength. Your body desperately needing air to function.
Y/N pushed their body forward as they tried to help Tim. As they edged closer to the beast, Tim gave them a look of "run away, I got this!"
Y/N paid no mind to their friend. They were going to help.
As they close enough to the beast, Y/N threw the cape over the beast's face. Tim then understood what they were trying to do.
He lept into action as the beast snarled. Tim then swung the belt around the beast's leg as he used his knees to slide under the beast's claws. Desperate for a catch.
Tim then secured the belt around the beast's ankles. Y/N got on their knees and both of them pulled as hard as they could to get it off balance.
"Come on!" Y/N yelled as they both pulled.
The monster let out a shriek as it fell to its side and into the nearby light post. Its head hit the post as it went limp on the ground.
Both Tim and Y/N panted as they looked at the beast. The cape mutilated around the beast's skull. Half the cape in its mouth and the other stuck behind its ears.
"Did we, did we do it?" Y/N asked panting, unsure of their eyes. They looked over at Tim only for him to tackle them in a hug.
"I was so scared for you!" Tim said as he wrapped his arms around them tighter.
He leaned back to inspect Y/N's face then he did the unthinkable.
He slammed his lips onto theirs. Y/N's mind short-circuited as Tim's body was around them, his lips still on theirs.
Is this real?
Tim leaned back to look at Y/N, worry on his face.
Tim seeming unaware of how his actions just destroyed Y/N's mind.
"I love you, I've been so stupid. I thought I was keeping you safe if you stayed away from me, but really it doesn't matter anymore. Danger will come to either of us, regardless of it we are together or not. And we are stronger as a team, I realize that now. I love you so much! I'm sorry I've been so stupid-"
Tim was cut off as you kissed Tim. He was ridged for a moment, then melted into you.
You began to lean back as your lips parted to speak, but Tim wasn't done. He deepened the kiss as his hand found its way on the back of your neck and his other arm secured behind your waist.
You forgot what you were going to say anyway as you wrapped your arms around Tim's neck. Desperate to feel him more.
"Woah, Timbers is getting some!" Someone shouted behind both of you.
You both jumped away from one another and looked back to see Nightwing, Batman, and Robin.
Both of the teens' faces flushed deep crimson.
Robin seem disgusted with his brother's actions while Batman sported a small knowing grin.
"Shut up!" Tim yelled but his voice cracked as he looked even more mortified.
Dick laughed while Robin rolled his eyes.
"What are you guys doing here?" Y/N asked trying to get the conversation away from them.
"Oh, we heard reports of that guy over there," Dick said as he pointed a thumb over to the knocked-out beast.
"Ah, glad you got here on time," Y/N said with sarcasm dripping from their tone.
"Yeah, we got here in time to see you both realizing your feelings," Dick said with an equally smug tone.
Both Tim and Y/N blushed.
Well, this was definitely a Halloween to remember, for more than one reason.
Y/N and Tim exchange a glance, followed by a secret smile.
